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Bells Toll - Voices Are Stilled


There are phrases constructed of words that do not belong together.  For days, one of those phrases has been and will be broadcast over every television and radio station in America.  “Today another six year old was laid to rest.”  The last thing that a six year old should be doing is resting.  Six years old is the time of life of perpetual motion at full speed.  Words are completely inadequate to the task of describing a lifeless six year old body – laid to rest isn’t close. 

At 9:30 this morning bells tolled and voices stilled.  In groups or sitting alone, people remembered the lives of twenty children and the 6 adults who perished while using every ounce of their being to protect children from malevolence.  Newtown knows that it is not alone in its grief.  Pain remains unabated.

In the search for explanations, some have blamed the easy access to guns as the linchpin that set events in motion.  Others have leapt upon the presumed diagnosis of Asperger’s Syndrome as an explanation for the confluence of actions that allowed hundreds of rounds of ammunition to fly.   The absurdity of such conclusions confounds our efforts to do better.
 
Mental illness is complex and unique to each individual afflicted.  Generalizing autism or Asperger’s as causative of violence is simply false.  In the same way, a gun that sits alone without a human finger to pull the trigger is benign.  The Sandy Hook tragedy does not appear to have been the result of a momentary, passionate, angry loss of control by the shooter – it looks like actions that were carefully planned over a period of time like an effective military assault. 

Autism is certainly a disease that is characterized by a different kind of mental processing.  Sensory stimuli overloads must sound like a clanging noise in his head.  He might be unable to communicate clearly his wants or desires and sometimes shows a verbal or physical tantrum of frustration.  It does not show up as a deliberative process of planning, step by step, action by action, the purposeful murdering of defenseless children.

Guns are inanimate.  They won’t fire themselves.  Most of the time when they are fired in anger, there are only enough casualties to make the local news but the total comes to over 32,000.  There are people who believe that guns form the dike that holds the government at bay.  These same people drive the roads, draw Medicare, Medicaid, social security, drink pure water, are defended by soldiers and access the courts – in short, use the government.  But we self-govern.  The government is us.  As Pogo so famously said, “We have met the enemy and he is us.”  When a person opts to refrain from voting in the belief that a gun used to kill other citizens is a better way to formulate public policy, self-governance fails. 

This Cigar Box is not intended to enter in on political debate.  There is enough of that to fill the air with noise, recrimination and false logic based on mischaracterized facts.  Opinion should be the soil that feeds the compromises necessary for self-governance not the justification for polarization and division.  My opinions are worth no more, and no less, than any citizen’s.  Nothing I could write would be new to this debate about mental health nor guns.  Opinions are in sufficient supply.  What we lack is the will to move forward, to compromise, to respect the differences among us, to find ways to strike a social contract in this place where we govern ourselves.  It has been hard to quit thinking about Sandy Hook but this bypass taken In the Cigar Box will end with this entry in the hope that our will to act is reborn.

 Christmas is just four days away.  A two year old just ran through the office shrieking with joy and ready for Santa to make a visit to his house.  Holiday music fills public spaces as well as the quiet corners of minds open to the magic of the season.  Families from Newtown will be consumed with saying goodbye to loved ones but there is hope that the eternal promise of Christmas will plant new seeds in their hearts and minds.  People by the millions have committed to do 26 acts of kindness in honor of the fallen.  How great is that?   Get ready for Christmas!  My wish is that regardless of your faith tradition, in the coming days you will feel the joy of making peace with someone and of hugging a six or seven year old child.

--td

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